Colors of a Love Spell

The dance between our hips, mystic in flow

Hearts glow and then expand in blooming beats

You inhale my exhale and time explodes

We’re drifting in a sea of sense and seed

If love is fed by lover’s dance and song

It must grow beyond Earth, and space, and being

Since loving you is ancient magic long

And every color that I’ve never seen



The nearest thing to fairies, sprites, and selk

And drumming voodoo spells of blood and brine

A God or every angel must have helped

To stir the pot, and make your love all mine



Be thankful for your stars, and magic spells

You’re lucky that I’m yours to keep, as well